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Post by Robert Garland on Oct 17, 2014 13:14:50 GMT
A Royal Decree Writer - Prince Assad Sarah Conner is in the back and she has a smile on her face as she normally does. We look around knowing that she has to have someone with her. We look down and we can see Prince Abdullah Assad and he is praying to his gods. Sarah taps him on the shoulder.Sarah Conner: Umm... Can I have a moment. Prince Assad keeps doing what he usually does. He gets up and shakes his head.Prince Abdullah Assad: CAN I HELP YOU!? Sarah smiles. Sarah Conner: I need to speak to you a moment about your match that is about to happen. Prince Abdullah Assad: I see that, but do you have to bother a man when he is under serenity? When he is with his gods? Come on… Seriously. This is beyond annoying. and I bet if Joe Schmo was out here praying to his gods you’d be fine with it wouldn't you? You wouldn't tap him on the shoulder and ask him stupid questions. You’d let him do it, wouldn't you? No… No… Don’t speak... Women are a lot better when their mouths are closed. Prince Assad laughs and rips the mic away from Sarah and shoos her away.Prince Abdullah Assad: Was that a little off color? Did I make an oppsie? I don’t care! She started it, and now she is gone. And now... You can look at this beautiful face. Look, I am going to go out there and fight lil' ole Maxxy and I will beat him. I will take him to the woodshed that you guys talk about! This is my world now and people will have to listen to me as I am your Prince... And I am much better than you! Assad laughs and walks away throwing the mic down.
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